In August 2017 I cycled around the coast of Cyprus. All of the photographs from this adventure were taken using my phone (Samsung Galaxy S7) and GoPro. This was to reduce the weight and make taking photographs easier whilst on the bike.

This is a collection of the photographs from the 6-day adventure. I hope you enjoy. If you have any questions you can leave it in the comments below or message me on Facebook.

Day One – Limassol beach. Not the nicest beach in Cyprus as Limassol is a port city but it is usually full of locals rather than tourists. This is part of my usual cycle route so this felt familiar. In the distance, I can see the route I was due to follow.The port of Zygi. A lovely, quaint port town that is about 30km North of Limassol. I didn’t stop for too long here as the sun was setting and I wanted to make the most of the cooler temperature.Still in the village of Zygi. This photo was taken using a GoPro.

Wild camping spot number one. This platform looks out onto the Larnaca Salt Lake which is all dried up during the summer. It is also right next to the airport so it can be quite loud during the night. This was the only wild camping spot where I wasn’t bitten by ants during my sleep.Day 2 – Dhekelia beach in the Eastern Sovereign Base Area. I charged my phone and GPS with this nifty solar panel. One of the benefits of cycling in Cyprus in August – constant sunlight!A command post in the buffer zone. Cyprus is still a divided country after the 1974 invasion by Turkey. The UN controls the buffer zone. The 180km long zone is uninhibited in many of the areas, with many abandoned farms and buildings. This photo was taken near the village of Pyla, the only settlement in Cyprus that is still inhabited by its original Greek Cypriot and Turkish Cypriot inhabitants.Northern Cyprus (or officially the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus – TRNC) is a self-declared state that comprises the northeastern portion of the island of Cyprus. Recognised only by Turkey, Northern Cyprus is considered by the international community to be part of the Republic of Cyprus. There is no shortage of Turkish and TRNC flags.There are mosques in almost every village of Northern Cyprus. These buildings play the call to prayer of ezan in Turkish, six times daily. The exact time of the ezan changes from day to day and from place to place, according to longitude and latitude, sunrise and sunset, and geographical relationship to Mecca.I followed this small track through the Karpass Peninsula. This remote area of Cyprus is a pristine natural environment due to its geographical position. I was chased by a few packs of dogs in this area. Still, this was one of the most beautiful areas of Cyprus that I visited.Sunrise from my second wild camping spot in the Karpass Peninsula. I had this remote beach all to myself. You can also see the coastline I had to follow to get to the end of the peninsula.Another photo of my wild camping spot on the second day. The evening swim in this sea was so refreshing.At the end of the Karpass Peninsula is the Apostolos Andreas Monastery. I stopped here to buy some water after a tough morning on the remote roads. I was invited by a group of Turkish Cypriot women to join them for breakfast. This lovely meal of olives, vegetables, bread and hellim definitely fueled me for the rest of the day. The women refused to take payment for the breakfast. A lovely show of hospitality.In the Karpaz national park, wild donkeys roam. They were brought here after the 1974 invasion after many farmers had to leave their farms and also leave their animals. Some of the donkeys have a bad temperament. This one not so much. No donkey punch was necessary.Churches and mosques often stand stand side by side each other in the North.At the end of the world at Cape Apostolos Andreas. I cycled for 10km on a dirt track to get to this most Northern and eastern point of Cyprus.Starting to head west towards the Kyrenia mountain range. Lots of downhill but also plenty of climbs.An empty highway to Kyrenia from the Karpass Peninsula.A meal for one. I thought it would be a shame not to sample the freshly caught fish. Lightly battered with a fresh salad and proper chips.At this wild camping spot, I woke up to the call to prayer from the local village. Another awesome sunrise to wake up to.This old coastal road sits in between the main road, east of Kyrenia in the North of Cyprus. I didn’t see one other car in the hour I spent on this road.After climbing up a horribly steep hill, all I craved was some instant energy. Luckily this shop came to the rescue with its dried fruits and Turkish delights. Brilliant!This memorial is for the Turkish fighter pilot Cengiz Topel who was shot down during the 1964 Battle of Tillyria. He parachuted onto land but was found dead later. He is known as the first Turkish fighter pilot to be killed in action.My final photograph from the north of Cyprus. I crossed the border at the Yesilirmak Crossing in the far west of Cyprus. This is the view that anybody crossing north will first see. If you look closely you will see the Turkish flag on the side of the mountain.Once I crossed the border I climbed up into the Paphos forest and was greeted with views like this.These old fountains are found in the Paphos forest with the royal cypher of Queen Elizebeth II. Dated 1957, this is 5 years after her coronation and 3 years before Cyprus became an independent state in 1960.The Turkish controlled enclave of Kokkina is only accessible by boat. The coastal road that used to run through this village is blocked by security borders and mines. This means a big detour to the top of this mountain. In this photograph, you can see the village. An epic downhill followed.In the far distance is the Akamas Peninsula on the western coast of Cyprus.End of day 6 and home. It was an epic week of cycling around the country. The divide makes Cyprus a unique place to travel. I experienced hospitality from all the corners of Cyprus. I would highly recommend Cyprus as a cycling country. Epic sea views, amazing food, killer climbs and exhilarating downhills.

I was surprised to discover so many grants were available. There are a large number of adventurers and companies that are willing to give you money. Sounds almost too good to be true. In exchange for their money, you will usually have to provide the company with some form of publicity. Post expedition reports are common. As are articles, photos and videos. Some companies claim all commercial ownership of your adventure. All this in exchange for their money.

If you are ok with this, applying for a grant is a great way of funding your expedition.

Listed below are many different adventure grants. Some are general adventure and travel grants. Others are more specific (such as mountaineering grants or even a Landrover based adventure!).

If you know of any other adventure grants that would be useful for this post, please let me know. I will update the list.

About: This fund enables people to undertake their own adventurous expeditions. Applications are accepted from all walks of life. Successful applicants will share their adventure by delivering a short talk at a Horizon Lecture

Deadline: There is no fixed closing date for the fund so you can apply anytime.

Amount: A share of up to £2,000 (usually £100 to £200 per trip). You can get help from the founder, Tim Moss, if you want it and he has a small amount of equipment he can loan out too.

About: The Next Challenge Grant is a bursary for small expeditions and adventures. The money comes from a combination of a personal donation from Tim Moss, small crowdfunded donations and contributions from other adventurers.

Deadline: 7th April 2017. The Next Challenge grant has closed its applications for 2017. A list of the winners of the grant for this year can be found here. You could use this list for inspiration for your own epic adventure.

Applications for 2018 will soon reopen and it is likely that the closing date will be in April 2018. For advice on the application process, you can follow this link.

About: The Royal Geographical Society and BBC Radio 4 have partnered together for this award. A £5,000 grant is available for one person for an original and inspiring journey anywhere in the world. The award recipient will receive training in radio broadcasting from the BBC and will record their experiences for a BBC Radio 4 documentary.

About: To apply, create a 2min video about your idea for The Altumate Challenge 2017. They want to know about you, what you want to achieve and why. The more creative the better!

Deadline: Upload the video onto YouTube/Vimeo etc and send the link along with your contact details and social media handles to altumatechallenge@altumconsulting.co.uk before 5 pm Friday 30th June 2017.

Amount: Early career grants are typically funded for less than US $5,000. They will consider requests for up to US $10,000. Standard grants are typically funded for less than US $30,000. They will consider requests for up to US $50,000.

About: Applications are accepted from around the world, and specifically encourages applicants from outside the United States to apply. Applicants planning to work outside of their home country should include at least one local collaborator on their team.

Deadline: In 2017, the National Geographic Grants Committee will meet four times: January, April, August, and November. Please observe these deadlines for submitting your Standard Grant Application: Deadline of July 1, 2017, for decision by November 30, 2017. Deadline of October 1, 2017, for decision by January 31, 2018. Future deadlines will occur on a quarterly basis.

About: The Award aims to further the understanding and exploration of the planet, its cultures, peoples and environments while promoting personal development through the intellectual or physical challenges involved in undertaking the research and/or expedition. Applications are invited from both individuals and groups.

About: Applicants aged 18-25 at the time of the proposed trip. Applicants should submit a plan of a project involving travel in a country or countries of Asia, relating to the geography, history, politics, environmental conservation, culture or art of the area to be visited. Any part of Asia, including the Middle East, may be chosen. Plans should be costed as far as possible and should state the duration of the travel involved and how the costs will be met.

Deadline: The next award application process is anticipated in Sep/Oct 2017 for travel in 2018.

About: The Timmissartok Foundation will partially support projects that involve “travel with a purpose” in which a particular passion is to be explored. The foundation was founded in 2000 to assist individuals with adventurous projects that will take place in a foreign country. Levison Wood is amongst the alumni that have received an award from the Timmissartok Foundation.

Deadline: Applications are accepted throughout the year. The applications are encouraged to be brief. If you want to apply, follow this link.

About: The John Muir Trust offers this Grant to give people the opportunity to seek out life-changing experiences in wild places of the world in ways which will benefit both the person and the wild places themselves. The grant commemorates two former Presidents of the Scottish Mountaineering Club who each led inspiring and adventurous lives. This grant is only open to UK applicants with a Scottish interest/link. Your project should involve travel to wild places, must be adventurous, have an educational or scientific component and be a life-changing experience leading to a commitment to practical action to conserve wild places.

About: A grant to assist deserving female mountaineers or any disabled climbers or mountaineers, both male and female, to achieve their climbing or mountaineering ambitions.

Deadline: Closing dates are 1st November (for expeditions or projects taking place before March the following year) or 1st March (for expeditions or projects planned for the rest of that year). Link to the application form.

About: UK citizens with a British passport that are passionate about they do. You need to be keen to share your passion for inspiring others. Your project must require you to travel overseas (for four to eight weeks), but you must also clearly explain why you need to travel and cannot carry out the project from the UK.

About: Applications are welcomed from aspiring Greater Ranges climbers who need help to fund expeditions with the objective of establishing new routes, repeating rarely attempted lines or visiting unexplored areas. Successful applicants will be expected to provide a summary expedition report and photos for use on the Chris Walker Memorial Trust website.

About: The Fund provides approval and grants in aid to well-conceived polar expeditions. Each year the Fund helps appropriate expeditions to visit not only Greenland and other high Arctic lands, but also the Antarctic. Ventures to Iceland in the summer and to Norway are not usually awarded grants.

Amount: There are two awards available. The spirit of adventure award for £2000 and the Vivian Fuchs Award for £500.

About: The spirit of adventure award goesto an individual or Group that best exemplifies Captain Scott’s ‘Spirit of Adventure‘. In particular, the Society is looking for adventurous ‘firsts’. These could include the scaling of unclimbed peaks, navigational firsts, sporting firsts or expeditionary firsts of any kind. Applicants should also take into account the scientific objectives of Scott’s expeditions. The Society reserves the right to vary the distribution of this Award.

The Vivian Fuchs award is restricted to the 11 – 19 year age group. The Society is very flexible with respect to the type of activity to be undertaken but is particularly interested in character building or unusual exploits.

Deadline: Applications should be received in time for adjudication by the end of March in the year of the Award. The Award is usually presented at the Society’s Annual Dinner to which the successful applicant (or representative of a Group) is invited as a guest of the Society. The Dinner is always held on the 13th June.

About: Alpkit givemoney to individuals, groups, schools and organisations to enable outdoor experiences and expeditions that otherwise couldn’t happen; e.g. giving a cash grant to a school to fund transport costs. Alpkit also provide discounted equipment for purposeful adventures and expeditions to individuals, groups, schools and organisations at discounts that wouldn’t be viable without support from the Alpkit Foundation

Deadline: No deadline but should be applied at least 3 months before the planned activity.

About: The SES seeks the rising stars who could become major players in the next generation of explorers, willing to take on risks in a sensible way and who share the values of grit, curiosity, integrity and leadership.A number of awards are available with the Scientific Exploration Society:

SES Cadogan Tate Explorers Award – £2000

The SES Gough Explorer Award – £4000

The SES Rivers Foundation Award for Health & Humanities – £5000

The SES Sir Charles Blois Explorer Award – £5000

The SES Inspirational Explorer Award – £5000

The SES Elodie Sanford Explorer Award – £8120

The Neville Shulman Explorer Award – £7000

Deadline: The SES Explorer Awards 2018 will be announced and launched in the Autumn of 2017. Check back to this page regularly as more will be added in due course.

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After five days of trekking through epic valleys, pine tree covered mountains and fast-flowing rivers, we split into two groups. The group of 12 climbers were to stay in the town of Kakkot and attempt to climb the mountain of Putha Hiunchuli at 7,246 metres. We were to continue trekking and aim to complete a high pass at 5,200 metres.

Part of me was sad to be splitting into 2 groups. We had spent 10 days together since leaving the UK and we were bonding well as a group. Part of me was also looking forward to the split.

This was the real start of our expedition.

But we weren’t really just a group of 12 people. We had porters, donkey handlers with 12 donkeys, a cook and a guide as part of our team. These hardworking Nepalese people had made the expedition possible. The donkeys saved us from carrying heavy packs and the porters also carried equipment in ginormous baskets that they supported with a piece of cloth over their forehead. The chef had the ability to make amazing meals from tinned food and locally sourced rations. All of these people were now part of the trekking team and we were growing stronger as a group.

A porter carrying a heavy load.

The Blizzard

We set off on our first day without the climbing team at a blistering pace. The plan was to cover 20km and climb almost 2,000 metres so we made the most of the perfect weather conditions. The sun was blazing. The Nepalese guide decided to stop our group for 3 hours at lunchtime. I think the porters were struggling in the heat and the 3 hour break allowed them to rest during the hottest time of the day.

Once we finished the lunch break, the weather started to close in. The on/off routine with Gortex jackets happened a couple of times before the rain started to come down hard. As we continued to ascend higher up the mountain, this rain turned into snow. We were now at 4,000 metres, contouring on the biggest mountain I had ever been on, overlooking an epic valley. The towering peaks above us soon become obsolete as the snow was accompanied by heavy fog.

Some of the team members were physically struggling with the steepness of the climb and the altitude. Morale dropped because of the heavy snow. What started as a jovial day with a 3-hour lunch break in the sun had turned into a day not too dissimilar to what we experienced in the Welsh mountains in the Snowdonia National Park before heading to Nepal. You would think that 12 British Army Officers and Soldiers would be used to trekking through worse conditions. Some of us were. But some of the group were employed in roles where they would rarely spend time out of their office.

The snow was starting to settle. I had never seen such large snowflakes. It’s probably because what we were in wasn’t fog. It was a cloud that was snowing straight onto the mountain.

We continued to plod on until we could see the silhouettes from the tips of the Buddhist temples of the nearest peak. We had found our destination, just as it was getting dark. The town of Seri was starting to become covered in snow. Our guide managed to find us shelter in the local school.

Shelter in a school

The school was built of stone, with mud used where cement would normally go. There were 3 rooms. One was the main entrance. The second had 4 wooden benches that were likely made in the village. The door frame was particularly low. As I am only 5ft 7in, I am not used to ducking to get into rooms. Much to the amusement of the rest of the group, I banged my head pretty hard into the door frame. The third room was where the magic happened. There was a small fire surrounded by old pots and pans. Smoke was billowing out and made the room difficult to stay in for too long. The smell of the smoke from this room lingered on my clothing for about a week after that day. Standing next to the warmth and the smell of the cooking food was worth a few days of smoky smelling clothes.

The group looking miserable after trekking through the snow. We were happy to be inside a building though.

As it started to get dark we had still not seen our bags. We trekked with a rucksack carrying essentials for the day but we had a larger bag that contained our sleeping bag and spare kit either on a donkey or with a porter. Shiva, our guide, came into the room to tell us that 4 of the Porters had not turned up and were missing. The snow was falling hard at this point. We were not too worried about our bags but more about the guys stuck out on the mountain. Shiva had sent a group of villagers to look for them to no avail. We all hoped that they were somewhere safe and dry.

Settling in for the night

That night we ate a delicious pasta, rice and vegetable dinner and were then shown to our sleeping room which was one of the school classrooms. As we only had 4 of the 12 sleeping bags for the group, most of us had to find blankets. I was one of the team members without a sleeping bag so I shared a wet, itchy blanket with another team member called Ryan. It was a pretty rough night. Using my arm as a pillow and struggling to keep warm with the sodden blanket, I struggled to fall asleep and spent most of the night shivering. I looked over to one of the lucky team members in his sleeping bag and felt pretty jealous.

Settling for the night in a classroom with a jacket on the legs and a wet blanket for warmth. Pretty grim.

The next day

The door to the classroom was thrown open and with it, the morning light penetrated my eyes. It was 0530 and at the open door frame, a young, scruffy Nepalese kid stood, staring at me like I was a strange man sleeping in his school classroom (I suppose the kid had a point). I’m not a morning person. I sat up and kindly asked the child to close the door. I was freezing cold after sleeping with just a damp blanket. The child remained motionless. I raised my voice, “go away!”. The child closed the door and scuttled off. Peace again.

View from the classroom door.

At 0610 the Porters arrived with the usual offer of ‘chia’ and ‘tatopani’ (tea and hot water). I asked if the missing Porters have turned up. No such luck. He informed me that they were still missing and the search was about to continue.

I was pretty worried and angry. Angry that the guide, Shiva had allowed this to happen. He was in charge of his staff and responsible for their welfare. I also felt that we had not done enough to ensure that the porters were well looked after. If I had lost 4 of my soldiers on the side of a mountain at 4,000 metres, I would likely be facing a court marshall.

The Army had paid vast sums of money to the tour company for the guide and the porter’s support. Even so, Shiva was highly unprepared. He had never been to the area, didn’t carry a map and even if he did he would likely not know how to use it. It seemed that these vast sums of money had gone to the head of the company who was sat in Kathmandu and only a small fraction had made its way to the staff that needed it the most. Whilst the fat cat in charge of the trekking company was warm in the Captial, we were now coming to the realisation that the porters could be seriously injured on the mountain or possibly even dead. We had no way of contacting them. They had to be found. This whole situation could have been avoided.

Relief

At 0930 the missing porters arrived at Seri.

We were told that they had found shelter in a village called Ghiring only 30 minutes away. It was a big relief to see them all back in one piece. They looked more rested than us. Our night of drama had turned out to be a worry over nothing. Still, it demonstrated to us how quickly the weather can change at 4,000 metres in the mountains. From that day on, I carried a few more layers in my rucksack. We also ensured that we set rendezvous or checkpoints for the porters so we wouldn’t loose them again.

It was brilliant to have the Porters back in one piece. Even with their physically demanding job, they remained in high spirits throughout the expedition.

The school

The children at the school praying before they eat breakfast.

Before we left the school, we spent some time with the children at the Shree Jana Jagriti school. We were told that the people from this village are ethnically more Tibetan than Nepalese. Their school programme is heavily language driven with multiple lessons daily in Nepalese, Tibetan and English. The children were very similar to English kids in the way that they play and want to have fun.

School timetable

I gave one of the young boys my GoPro to use and he quickly worked out how to record and take pictures with it. He was only about 7 years old. The kids started copying my actions and what I was saying so I lead them into a chorus of head, shoulders, knees and toes. They loved it. I even got them to sing a rendition of the Oasis song, ‘Don’t look back in anger’.

Speaking to the locals and seeing how they live, cook, eat and spend time together was one of the most rewarding moments of the whole expedition. The children were amazing and filled me with hope for the rural communities. Even after the drama of the missing Porters, sleeping with a wet blanket and the blizzard, I was having an amazing time.

The school had a stunning view of the mountains. This is one of the highest settlements in the Dolpa region so the weather can be unpredictable and tough. Still, the children were just like any other children in the world. They had a thirst for knowledge and seemed to enjoy having a group of strange Westerners staying at their school for the evening.

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The weather couldn’t be any better for the first few days of the trek. We had the pleasure of clear skies and strong sunshine, accompanied by a cool, refreshing breeze. I wore shorts for the first two days and couldn’t quite believe that I was above 2000 metres. Sun cream was needed to protect ourselves from the harmful rays, especially now we were over a mile closer to the sun. This wasn’t how I imagined trekking in the Himalaya. Pine trees covered the hills. A fast-flowing river cut through the valley. It reminded me of the Canadian Rockies, with its sweeping valleys and tree covered hills. Dolpa has a vast array of landscapes. With each turn of the valley, you are presented with a new magnificent sight. Rickety bridges cross the valley often. I was surrounded by snow topped peaks, towering to up to 7000 metres. The beauty is almost too pure to describe.

Just another perfect landscape in the Dolpa region.

These first few days trekking were relatively easy. We followed a track that was an old road and didn’t climb a great deal. Following the river valley was brilliant. There is something pure about following a river that never fails to put a smile on my face. Knowing that you have food and water close at hand and the refreshing lure of a river swim is reassuring.

Nothing beats a river swim

I am a sucker for a river swim. For the first 6 days, I had a swim every day. Only once we started getting high up into the snow line did I take a break from my daily dips. The water was always ice cold. It was also unbelievably fresh. Especially at the higher altitudes, the freshness and coldness were strongly correlated. I got pretty good at swimming in these ice cold waters.

I’ve read that there are benefits to a daily exposure to ice-cold water. Some of the health benefits can be almost unbelievable. If you want to read about cold exposure and its benefits, check out the Wim Hof method.

No need to bring a selfie stick. Instead, I attached the GoPro to a walking pole.

In a remote place

The last vehicle we saw for almost 2 weeks.

Civilisation was left behind the moment I left the town of Juphal. I didn’t see a motor vehicle for 13 days (other than an emergency helicopter). This was a welcome break from the world as we knew it. My mobile phone lost its signal fairly quickly. I didn’t even attempt to connect to the internet as it was pointless. There was no more wifi cafes or data roaming. Instead of instantly turning to our mobile devices for entertainment or relief from boredom, we would (heaven forbid!) talk to each other. If we wanted some space, we would read. I got through 7 books throughout the expedition. This is more books than I have read throughout the rest of 2017 so far.

I never really considered it before I departed, but this expedition was a welcome break from the connected, Facebook-Twitter-Instagram-WhatsApp world that we live in. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy using social media. But I enjoyed not using it more. Social media has its benefits. I can connect to old friends and even make new ones with a few swipes of a screen. It can be entertaining, inspiring and engaging but it shouldn’t control our lives. Most young people have never lived without it (now I’m starting to sound like an old man!). I see them in train stations and shopping centres, glued to their screens. Swiping through what will be mostly irrelevant social feeds of cat videos and their friends flipping water bottles.

The people I met in Dolpa don’t have facebook. They don’t have an Instagram account. Hell, if they did I’m sure they would be flooded with followers as they live in one of the most beautiful places on earth. What they do have though is a strong sense of community. On evenings, families gather in one room with a fire burning in the centre. They all help to prepare the meal. Be it collecting fuel for the fire, preparing chia (tea) or cooking the dhal bhat (rice and lentils). Animals roam free in the villages. Children learn how to handle pack animals, start fires and look after themselves at an early age. They are more street wise than any wannabe gangsters on the streets of our British cities.

Illness

There were a couple of moments when I realised how remote we actually were. The first came when an elderly lady asked our guide for some eye drops. Her eyes looked pretty sore and she could hardly open them. I doubt eye drops would have actually solved the problem. Only provided a short, welcome relief. Our guide stopped, asked the woman to sit and administered the drops. I asked if there was a local hospital and was told there was one in the next village but there was no doctor.

In the UK we moan about the NHS without realising how lucky we actually are. Yes, there are plenty of issues and problems with healthcare in the UK, but when compared to rural Nepal it pales into insignificance.

The Nepal Department of Health Services reported in 2015 that a child born in Kathmandu has 82 years of average life expectancy whereas a child born in the remote district of Jumla has only 36 years. This is crazy but having seen how remote these villages are it is not hard to imagine.

Another stat – according to the World Health Organisation (WHO) – for every 10,000 people, there is only one doctor in Nepal. The WHO state that there should be a provision of 15 doctors for every 10,000 people.

I think we should count ourselves lucky that in the UK we have some of the best healthcare in the world and we should strive to help those that are less fortunate than ourselves. This could mean helping in a number of different ways, be it charity work, donating or offering your skills and expertise.

Meeting the only other foreigner of the expedition

During the 13 days in the Dolpa region, I only met one other foreigner. His name was Alex Conty and he is walking 1700km – the length of the Himalaya in Nepal – in an attempt to raise £100,000 for children affected by autism in Nepal and the UK. Even more impressive is that he is attempting the feat alone with minimal support from porters and guides.

Alex on the left talking to Mike, one of the members of our expedition.

Alex was just past half-way when I saw him. He seemed in great spirits considering how far he had already walked. His guide had to be evacuated from the mountains just as we met him as he was coughing up blood. This shows how difficult walking the length of Nepal can be. It was strange to meet a Westerner in such a remote spot in the Himalaya. Even though I had been away from civilisation for such a shorter period of time than Alex, we still had a lot in common. It was nice to share our stories and hear about his experience so far.

Dolpa is one of the most remote regions of the Himalaya. Only open to foreigners from 1989, it is far away from the standard tourist routes in Nepal. Throughout the expedition, I was stunned by the beauty of the mountains, the kindness of the local people and the amount of wildlife thriving in this often arid and dusty landscape.

This is the first of a series of posts about my almost month-long expedition to the Himalaya in Nepal. There will be tips and advice for anyone that is planning to visit the Dolpa region or any other part of the Himalaya.

All of the photos are taken by me using either a GoPro 4 or a small Nikon 1 compact camera.

This expedition was organised by the Army Mountaineering Associationto celebrate its 60th anniversary. A total of 24 of us were selected and split into two teams: a climbing team and a trekking team. As I have little climbing experience, I was selected for the trekking team.

Route and Stats

Below is a detailed GPS track of the route that I took along with the GPS coordinates for each campsite. Here are some quick stats of the final route:

Distance: 114.1 miles

Minimum elevation: 6,581 feet (2,005 metres)

Maximum elevation: 17,070 feet (5,202 metres)

Total climb: 37,132 feet (11,317 metres)

Total descent: 35,868 feet (10,932 metres)

Kathmandu

The crazy streets of Kathmandu.

After spending 2 days in the UK as a group – organising kit and receiving cultural and medical briefs, we were finally on the way to Nepal. After a short stop in New Dehli, we finally landed in Kathmandu and could get some well-needed rest. Some of the group planned to do some last minute kit shopping before heading off to the mountains.

I didn’t feel the need to buy any kit. The Army had issued us with all of the latest gear and it was pretty amazing. Mountain Equipment sleeping bags, jackets and trousers, fancy Thermarest roll mats, a Rab down jacket and more. It’s by far the best kit I have ever been issued by the Army. It is a long way from my early days of leather gloves that ruined once wet, for warmth a ‘Norwegian’ jumper and the good old leather combat highs that took about a year to break in.

Kit laid out in the UK prior to flying.

Swayambhu Stupa or ‘Monkey Temple’

For some cultural emersion, I decided to visit the Swayambhu Stupa or ‘Monkey Temple’. According to Wikipedia, “It is probably the most sacred site among Buddhist pilgrimage sites. For Tibetans and followers of Tibetan Buddhism, it is second only to Boudha.” I thought the site was really interesting. As soon as I entered, there were women burning incense and praying to statues of Buddha. They were also having a communal feast. This was one of the first of many instances of increased sense of community in Nepal when compared to the UK. This turned out to be a common theme throughout the adventure.

On the way up to the top of the Stupa (wiki again, “is a mound-like or hemispherical structure containing relics”), there was a large group of people gathered in a circle. I could hear clapping and cheering from a distance so I went to investigate. It was like an impromptu scene from a musical. The girls were all on one side and the men were on the other. At random, a local police officer would grab one of the men and throw him into the middle. The peer pressure of the clapping eventually got him to dance and sometimes one of the girls would join in and show him how it is done. Personally, I think this is a great use of police resources. Genuinely! Everybody seemed to be having lots of fun which in turn means there should be less crime. I’m sure that logic makes sense…. this could catch on in the UK.

Here you can see the police officer stood up just to the left of the dancer.

The Stupa is surrounded by holy monkeys. Again straight from Wikipedia, “They are holy because Manjushri, the bodhisattva of wisdom and learning, was raising the hill which the Swayambhu Stupa stands on. He was supposed to leave his hair short but he made it grow long and head lice grew. It is said that the head lice transformed into these monkeys.” I don’t really understand most of this either and it sounds a bit crazy to me. Either way, there are loads of monkeys here causing trouble.

They are extremely used to being surrounded by tourists and use this to their advantage to get food. I was holding onto a bottle of Fanta that I had just bought from a small shop. It was a really hot day so I was very much looking forward to the refreshing relief that the drink would offer. One of the monkeys must have recognised the delicious orange goodness in the bottle and had decided that it too wanted the Fanta all for itself. Without even a please or thank you, the monkey leapt, grabbed the bottle (which is in my hand) and tried to snatch it away. Unluckily for this little mite, I had a vice grip on the bottle of fizzy carbonated sugar and thwarted the thieving monkey’s attempt. I received a kick in the stomach from the monkey before it scarpered off. A suspicious American couple were mysteriously filming the whole incident. My conclusion. The Americans must have tipped the monkey off and set the whole ambush up.

Lesson: beware of the holy monkeys and be even more aware of suspicious looking Americans!

Here is the opportunist thief.

Crazy Flight

This was one of the best journeys I’ve had in an aircraft since my days as a young air cadet when I got to fly in a Tucano over East Yorkshire.

All 12 of us climbed onto a tiny aircraft with only 15 seats (two for the pilots and one for the stewardess). Once the propellers started, you had to shout at full blast to be heard by anyone. This made the safety brief rather interesting.

We left the town of Nepalgunj on the Indian border (150 metres above sea level) and set off to our destination of Juphal (2,175 metres above sea level). It was only a short flight but almost immediately I could smell the tangy, pungent smell of somebody’s vomit. It was dribbling its way from the rear of the plane, under the seats and all the way to the front. Needless to say, it wasn’t a gentle flight. The aircraft winded its way through mountain passes before making a hard bank to the left at what felt ridiculously close to the towering mountainside. The expert pilot, wearing standard issue aviators and enough duty-free aftershave to drown out the smell of the puke, levelled the aircraft and started to make his landing.

Relief!

We had not joined the list of crashed aircraft that we saw littered at the bottom of the steep drop before the dust covered runway. This was a great way to start a trekking adventure. Stepping off the plane, we were surrounded by snow-topped mountains, lush green valleys and the most remote villages I have ever seen.

Good work from ‘Pete the Pilot’, navigating his way through the mountains.

Juphal

Juphal is a fairly large village by Dolpa standards. I imagine this is due to its proximity to the airstrip. It sits high on the side of a mountain and has stunning views.

I wonder if this shop sells any free range eggs?

Upon landing, we were taken through the village to a community centre. Walking through our first Nepalese village was an experience that brought all of my senses to life. Around each corner of the tight, dusty streets were free roaming goats, chickens and donkeys. The small, stone built buildings were filled with smoke from the fires that cooked food. Piles of dried Ox dung were being thrown onto the fires as fuel. It was like going back in time. Children wearing their smartest clothes raced past us with happy faces on their way to school.

I was surprised to see that some of the buildings had small solar panels and even satellite dishes. The mixture of tradition and new technology in Juphal.

Escaping the pollution of Kathmandu and the hectic life that a city breeds, was a welcome relief.

Once we had eaten some Dal Bhat (steamed rice with lentil soup), we were ready to start the trek. Over a 100 miles and lots of climbing awaited. I was excited and couldn’t wait to get going.

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